"This won't do! If we don't have you, Dvalin will swallow us whole!" Paimon circled Yu Jin, saying fearfully.
Her own combat power was zero, and it would be good if that street singer didn't run away. Lumine's strength wasn't enough to fight Dvalin right now.
She thought about it; the strongest fighter in this so-called "Dvalin Rescue Squad" was Yu Jin.
If Yu Jin quit, they might as well change their name to the "Dvalin Meal Delivery Squad," and the meal they'd deliver would be themselves.
"Haha, don't worry." Yu Jin chuckled a few times upon hearing Paimon's scared voice. Then he turned his head to a wooden pillar not far away and said:
"Diluc, you've been watching for so long, are you interested in joining us to save Stormterror? Such an Adventure-filled event, if you miss it, you'll never find it again."
As soon as Yu Jin finished speaking, a man in a dark brown coat with fiery red short hair walked out from behind the wooden pillar—it was Diluc, who had been eavesdropping for a long time.
Seeing that he had been discovered, Diluc no longer hid. He walked straight to the table and sat down.
"Heh! So that floating lyre outside was your doing? I thought it was another good deed by the Fatui." Diluc shook his head; he should have thought of it earlier.
The Fatui weren't that frivolous.
"Wow, Master Diluc." Venti saw Diluc sitting opposite him, and seeing Lumine and Paimon's confused expressions, he introduced him:
"This is quite a famous person in Mondstadt! He's also the owner of this tavern."
Lumine and Paimon's eyes lit up instantly. This was the first rich person they had ever seen!
"This must be the new Honorary Knight of the Knights of Favonius, so young." Diluc saw Lumine's golden hair and Paimon floating beside her, and instantly guessed her identity.
"Hehe, you flatter us." Lumine and Paimon scratched their heads, seemingly embarrassed.
"What's this about saving Stormterror that Yu Jin just mentioned? You took that old antique, and it still has such strong power?" Diluc only chatted for a while before asking the question he cared about.
Although the storm had disappeared, this didn't mean the Dragon Scourge would end. Before confirming Stormterror's intentions, Diluc dared not let down his guard.
Stormterror, that was one of the Four Winds in the past, an existence that could rival a God; one could not be too careful.
"How can a tavern be without poetry? Venti, sing for me!" Yu Jin waved his hand, making Diluc's mouth twitch.
"Alright! Mondstadt's best bard is about to sing!" Venti was clearly a bit drunk; he stood up directly and began playing his worn lyre of the heavens.
"The story I tell begins in ancient times... the Sky Dragon sought answers... answering the call..."
"Fighting and battling evil dragons... swallowing poisonous blood, falling into slumber... many years later, no one recognized him upon his awakening..."
Venti's performance this time was slightly different from before; its melody was more soothing and relaxed, giving it a unique charm.
Unlike Yu Jin, Paimon, and Lumine, who were listening for fun, Diluc's face grew heavy as Venti sang.
When Venti finished his song, Diluc's expression returned to normal. He looked deeply at Venti in front of him and said:
"Interesting. What kind of help do you need? I will do my best to assist."
Venti and Lumine exchanged glances; it seemed they had succeeded!
"As for help, how about protecting me while I play?" Venti chuckled, then said to Lumine:
"Lumine, take out the purified Dragon Tear you have. We need to restore the power of the lyre of the heavens; in this state, we can't communicate with Dvalin."
Lumine nodded at his words, then took out a crystal clear teardrop Crystalize.
The teardrop fell onto the star iron strings of the lyre of the heavens. The strings flashed with a green light, and then nothing more happened.
Venti showed no surprise at this. He looked at Diluc and chuckled.
"It seems we'll have to trouble Master Diluc to help us find Dvalin's tears."
Tears? Yu Jin suddenly remembered the scene of Dvalin rolling around in the Temple of the Thousand Winds earlier, and suddenly felt a little guilty.
If Venti knew he had made Dvalin cry, would he fight him to the death?
"I think you can go to the Temple of the Thousand Winds; there should be a lot of Dvalin's tears there." Yu Jin suggested.
"Why?" Curious Paimon asked at this moment.
"Kids shouldn't meddle in adult affairs." Yu Jin's single sentence pushed Paimon's question back.
"Ah ah ah! You're making me so mad! I'm going to..." Paimon was about to give Yu Jin an unpleasant nickname, but she stopped.
Because she saw the colorful drinks on the table. If she made Yu Jin angry, she wouldn't be able to drink these delicious drinks for free anymore.
So, for the sake of the drinks, Paimon decided to tolerate Yu Jin a little.
"Temple of the Thousand Winds?" Diluc thought for a moment, then nodded: "Alright, I'll keep an eye out."
He then added: "You carrying the lyre of the heavens will eventually be discovered. I will help you make connections and resolve this issue."
"Oh my! Master Diluc's influence is truly great." Venti was surprised when he heard that Diluc could eliminate the impact of the stolen lyre of the heavens.
"Hmph, it's just an opportunity. Whether it succeeds or not depends on whether you can move her." Diluc explained, looking at Venti.
"Then thank you, Master Diluc!" Venti nodded, then said to everyone: "Then shall we gather in two days?"
"At the Dawn Winery," Diluc took over the conversation. The Dawn Winery had become much quieter due to the Dragon Scourge, and there were fewer people there now, making it a good place to conduct business.
"Good luck!" Yu Jin encouraged the enthusiastic group.
"You haven't told us your plan yet?" Venti leaned over at this moment; he was very curious what method Yu Jin could have to make Dvalin return to normal.
"Hehe, it's a secret." Yu Jin chuckled, keeping them in suspense.
"Alright, I have something to do, so I'm leaving first. Tsk tsk tsk, I'm a bit busy." Yu Jin complained, then was the first to walk out the door.
Yu Jin, stepping outside, looked at the brilliant galaxy in the Sky, and shook his head. It seemed he would have to stay up all night today.
But it didn't make much difference; he had never slept at night—except for last time.
Although Mondstadt was not as prosperous as Liyue, there were still shops open at night. Emerging from the general store after a long time, Yu Jin had several pens and a stack of envelopes in his hand.
Back in his house in Mondstadt, Yu Jin sat at the table. He picked up a pen, spread out a piece of paper, and made a few strokes on it.
So ugly, but practice would make it better. He still knew how to write, but he had had very few opportunities to write all this time.
After practicing for a long time, Yu Jin picked up the paper filled with scribbles from the table and looked at it. Hmm, alright, the writing was legible.
So he crumpled that paper into a ball and threw it away, pulling out a fresh sheet of letter paper.
"To Ann..."
Then Yu Jin's hand paused. After writing those four words, he didn't know what to write next.
He and the Fire Keeper seemed to have a lot to say, yet also nothing to say. In his impression, the Fire Keeper was as silent as the black bricks of the Firelink Shrine.
Quiet, yet always standing there.
But now it was different; she had actually started to walk on her own, which was truly gratifying, truly gratifying.
"Forget it, I'll just write whatever comes to mind!" After covering his head and pondering for a while, Yu Jin had no ideas, so he simply gave up thinking.
Yu Jin put pen to paper, truly as he said, writing whatever came to mind.
After a good deal of stumbling, Yu Jin finally finished the letter to the Fire Keeper.
He read it to himself. Hmm, the handwriting was clear, and the meaning was complete. Truly a rare and excellent letter!
He put the letter into the envelope and sealed it. Yu Jin looked up at the Sky. The starlight outside had already begun to contend with the bright moon, and beneath the firmament was a curtain as dark as ink—it was already deep into the night.
Yu Jin looked at the thick stack of letter paper beside his hand, was silent for a moment, then covered his head and shouted:
"Damn it! I'm never writing letters again!"
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